This little old lady came up to the cosmetics counter shortly after our S.B.A had left. I felt obligated to help her. For the record, I love old people, but sometimes I can't tell if they deliberately ignore me or if they just don't hear me. Anyway, she was looking for a fragrance (which I was having trouble locating) and I started to hear a faint humming. A tuneless, human hum. Obviously it was the woman I was assisting. Did she know she was humming? Could she hear herself? Was it a song? The humming continued throughout the entire transaction, which was long because she is old.
I finally got to work on my Hallmark aisle for a few hours. I really hope I get to tomorrow too.
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